Snowy Dreams Of A Lost Soul

You wake up to snow falling on your face You jump out of bed and rush to the window. The snow is still gently falling, covering the ground in a blanket of white. You can't help but smile, knowing it's going to be a beautiful day.

But knowing your luck, the snow will be gone by the end of the day. The sight of the snowfall seems to be endless like the snowy

𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝓲𝓽 𝓲𝓼 𝓷𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓰𝓸𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓸 𝓮𝓷𝓭

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Idfk what I'm doing but
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𝒯𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝓈𝑒𝒸𝓇𝑒𝓉𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝒰𝓃𝓉𝑜𝓁𝒹